Stare Into Space


Posted on | March 30, 2008 | 5 Comments

I’m just having a listen to some Leonard Cohen as I write.  Splendid stuff.  I’ll admit that I’m a relative latecomer to Lenny, having only cottoned on in the last four or five years (all of the ‘real’ fans are scoffing so hard that they’ve probably hurt their throats now – fuck ’em).

Anyway, I’m having a listen to remind myself that I’ll soon be popping along to see him.  In June, thanks to some dodgy dealings leaving him stony broke, I’ll be sitting down to see him do his thing.  Hurrah for dodgy dealings as I’d never have gotten to see him otherwise.


Did any of that matter?  Really, though?  I have to stop posting when I’m full of beer.  I’m not my usual engrossing and erudite self.  I also delude myself into believing that I’m normally engrossing and erudite.

Sorry everyone.  Normal captivating and learned levels of posting will be resumed shortly.


Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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